Its probal fault, today from darknes to dark;
Unused my mouth, 'll neo life
No escaper to escape, no door to gise out
Will walk through, but not today, jump over, may not next.
...
I think I see the
bottom,
Where the poor blind
and deaf alone,
...
Am down and can't escalate to high;
I see the flown of the sorest;
I weet, it 'll come
And can sense the pain
...